Alpha's Dark Desires

Chapter 17: Naughty

Elena POV:

Did he just spank me? noveldrama

I blinked in disbelief, the sting still fresh on my skin. This... this overgrown, barbaric brute of a man had the audacity to spank me. My mouth dropped open, half in shock, half in outrage. First, he drags me around like some sort of caveman, carrying me off without so much as a warning, and now this? Oh, hell no.

"Did you just—"

Before I could even finish my sentence, I twisted in his arms, trying to squirm out of his iron grip. He didn’t budge. Of course, he didn’t. He was a massive wall of muscle and arrogance.

But I wasn’t about to let him get away with it. In one quick motion, I swung my hand down, delivering a swift slap to his ass. The sound echoed in the air, sharp and satisfying.

He stopped in his tracks, and for a moment, I thought I’d won. Maybe I’d managed to shock him, or maybe he was finally going to put me down and apologize for being such an insufferable—

"Oooh, little mate," he drawled, his voice dripping with amusement. "I didn’t know you were into that kind of kinky stuff."

He chuckled, a deep, rumbling sound that sent a wave of heat through me, though I’d never admit it. Still carrying me effortlessly, as if I weighed nothing more than a feather, he glanced down at me with those mischievous eyes. Damn him for finding this funny.

Was this guy serious?

I pushed against his chest, but he didn’t even flinch. "Put me down, you overgrown bafoon!"

Another laugh. "Now why would I do that when you’re clearly enjoying yourself?"

I gaped at him, my face flushing. "Enjoying? You—"

He shifted his hold on me, pulling my legs even closer to his body while my other half dangled behind his fine ass, his face twisted to face mine which was upside down leaning in dangerously close to ass. I could feel the heat radiating off him, smell the raw, intoxicating scent that always seemed to mess with my head. "Careful, mate," he whispered, his voice low and smooth. "Keep squirming like that and you’ll make me think you’re inviting me for something else."

My breath hitched at the dangerous tone in his voice, and for a moment, I forgot all about my righteous anger. But just for a moment.

"Let. Me. Go," I demanded, trying to sound firm even though my body was betraying me with every damn tingle that spread through me from where his hands gripped me.

But instead of releasing me, he grinned wider, clearly enjoying the situation far more than he should. "Not until I decide you’ve learned your lesson."

Oh, this alpha was insufferable. And yet....

Pa! Another smack, this one firmer than the last.

"Stop squirming," Kane said, his voice dipping low as he rubbed my backside gently, as if he hadn’t just spanked me moments before. The caress sent shivers through me, warmth pooling in places I desperately wished would behave. Goddess, if that touch didn’t do things to me, despite my fury.

I clenched my teeth, but the embarrassment surged hot through my face. He was clearly enjoying this, and worse, he could smell my arousal. Damn werewolf senses.

"Oooh, little mate," he purred, his tone mocking. "You’re clearly enjoying your punishment more than you should."

My face flushed an even deeper shade of red, and I knew it wasn’t just because he had me upside down over his shoulder. This was mortifying. How could my body betray me like this? I was supposed to be outraged, furious. And yet... here I was, burning with something else entirely.

"Put me down!" I demanded, my voice sharp, though even I knew I sounded more flustered than authoritative.

But Kane didn’t budge. Instead, his hand stayed on my backside, fingers grazing ever so slightly, sending sparks of desire I really shouldn’t be feeling. Not now. Not when he was treating me like this. My heart raced, torn between indignation and the maddening pull of his touch.

I tried to distract myself, but it wasn’t helping. Especially not with the view. Goddess help me, his firm ass was right in my line of sight, and despite my best efforts, I caught myself admiring it. Shit, Elena, focus! This is not the time to be ogling the caveman who’s treating you like a sack of potatoes!

"Put me down, Kane," I snapped, but even I could hear the edge of desperation in my voice.

"Oh?" he teased, shifting me slightly so I was more secure over his shoulder. "Or else what?"

"Or else..." I trailed off, suddenly aware of how weak my threat sounded when I had no leverage. Literally.

He chuckled again, that deep, infuriating sound that made my insides coil with both frustration and a very unwelcome sense of attraction. Damn him, this alpha who thought he could manhandle me like this and still have me melting.

Okay, call me naughty, but desperate times called for desperate measures. I had no other move, no way out of his caveman grip, so I went for it.

With a swift yank, I pulled his pants down.

The shocked grunt that came from Kane was priceless. For a split second, he was too stunned to react, and I used that moment to slip myself down from behind him, sliding right out of his hold like a ninja. I didn’t bother to check if he’d pulled his pants back up or if he was standing there, mouth open in utter disbelief. Nope, not my problem.

Instead, I bolted.

We were close to my home, and with every ounce of speed I had, I dashed toward it. My heart pounded in my chest, adrenaline surging through me as I skidded to a stop at my front door. I quickly got in and bolted the lock, knowing damn well it wouldn’t stop him if he decided to come barging in after me. Still, it felt like a small victory, a way to catch my breath.

And then, it hit me. What I’d just done. Oh, goddess...

I broke into a fit of laughter, clutching my stomach as I leaned against the door. What had I just done?! I couldn’t believe it—I pulled down his pants! The look on his face must’ve been something to remember for a lifetime.

I tried to stifle my laughter, but it was no use. The entire situation was ridiculous. Kane, the overgrown alpha, getting pantsed and left in the dust by me. It felt like I had won a tiny victory in this crazy game he seemed to be playing with me.

But I knew, deep down, this wasn’t over. Oh no, if anything, I had just fanned the flames. Kane wasn’t going to let this go easily.

As the laughter subsided, I stood there, leaning against the door, catching my breath. My body was still buzzing with the thrill of what had just happened. And I could feel it—his presence looming not far behind. Kane wouldn’t be too pleased about this, but for now, I had won this round.

What the hell is he going to do next? I wondered with a grin, my heart still racing.